BEAUTY: The Inside of Me

I don't wanna come out of my dreams
I don't wanna be at sea by its gestures
I don't wanna be at the outset of its destinies

It's its heart's beauty in which I delight
It's its eyes' deny in which I scare
It's vexing me round the clock and veils

How shall I bloom over grievous glooms?
How shall I win over blossom beauties?
How shall I have it in my betters?

There's something missing which it brings all the way
There's something sizzling which it blinks in the gay
There's still something, something it has to say!

It's gonna be an exotic ecstacy in my eclats
It's gonna be an apple of my eye in broken hearts
Yeah yeah yeah it's gonna be me/mine for ever!...?